Children of The Big Three, Book 3: Titans Curse

Chapter Nine: Okay But Why Though?

Thalia had no idea what was going on. One minute she was hopping into a Goddess's limousine, which she didn't recommend, in her quite normal Green Day merch. The next, she was sat down, in jean shorts that barely covered her butt, let alone her legs, and a shirt that cut off right under her chest; that she was most definitely not okay with. Even worse, she didn't remember undressing in the slightest, so that opened a whole new thought process of the Goddess of Love seeing her with no clothes on, which she also was not okay with. Worst of all, Aphrodite was touching her. It was if she has zoned out for a moment, and when she zoned back in, The Goddess was just sitting there, nonchalantly poking at the Demi-Gods stomach, and she muttered, "You have such nice skin. Real soft. Little pale though."

Thalia, out of reflex, smacked the Goddess' hand away, to which she looked the slightest bit upset about; but just wrote off with a joke. Aphrodite started going off about what colors suited his skin tone, and about this fantastic little beauty parlor she knew, and about how Thalia should get a spray tan, how guys didn't like pale girls all to much; which Thalia thought was just a straight up lie. In any case, on about her fourth of fifth tangent, Thalia decided to stop just nodding nervously to what the Goddess was saying and actually interject. "Uh-"

"Oh yes of course, you're right. Your paleness is part of your charm. It really goes with the outfit, too."

"About that-"

"Think we're showing off a bit too much? Maybe a little, part of the fun is the mystery; after all."

"I'm only-"

"Do you not like the lettering on the shirt? I really thought that it suited you."

Thalia hadn't even read the shirt. She looked down, and of course, it said: 'Juicy.' "Yeah gotta say, this isn't really my style."

"Okay, okay. I can take criticism. You got things you wanna say about it? Go ahead."

"Okay so like, showing a lot of skin? I don't do that. I like me some regular old jeans or sweatpants and a nice T-Shirt." Aphrodite looked like she was already about to cry. "Hey now," Thalia started, really not wanting to see a Goddess cry today. "I'm sure this look would be great on literally anyone else; it's just not my style."

"Of course it does," She responded, wiping her eyes. "It's just.. Sweatpants? T-Shirts? How could someone be so misguided?"

Thalia sighed. Of course that was what she was upset about. "Why did you come here, Lady Aphrodite?" She asked, getting to business. The Lady of Love's reaction was not exactly what Thalia had been expecting. Usually when she asked the question, the person she was talking to gained a serious tone and expression, and got onto some grave matter. Instead, Aphrodites expression didn't change. If anything, she simply became more gleeful then she had been beforehand.

"I came to tell you that I have officially taken notice of your Love Life! Isn't that fun!"

Thalia's face went an even whiter shade then it already held. She had heard stories about what happened when the Goddess of Love and Lust got personally involved in a romance. It usually ended with the guy getting axed, the girl getting axed, or the entire Greek World descending into war. It took her a minute, but eventually Thalia spat out a response, "That's.. Very kind of you, Lady Aphrodite, but I really don't think it's necessary."